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[sitting curled up against a wall, is a Luke. He's still wearing his bloodied up clothes which have probably dried by now and just awaiting for the end to come so that the pain and his massive cravings for fonons would go away.]

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[Well he isn’t going to stop, he is determined to keep this person with him. He was selfish yes, but it was only fair. He wanted this person, because he had the right to be selfish. It was his turn now to be so. So he continues the arte.]

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

I can’t. [His words sound soft, timid as he is expressing more feeling than usual.]

You’re the one person I do not want to lose.

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He smiles but even then he looks hurt. Those words coming from the body of person he cared for, and the sting that may be true.]

I think I know that, but I never said anything about him needing me. I only expressed my own feelings…

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

Maybe in your eyes he is a defect but for me he seems to shine. I can’t let him go… [His smile wavers now, replaced by a sad expression.]

I won’t. There is no else here like him for me.

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[Ion simply won't let go. He grips the replica's arm tightly, his eyes reflect determination.]

You think I'm insane? ...I wonder who made me like this...?

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He watches this, but not seizing his actions. He knows his friend needs help and resumes in healing his injuries.]

When you are up to it, we should get you some clothes... these are filthy.

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He gently pats the replica's arm and continues to talk to him in a soothing, cooing tone.]

...You will have to bathe as well, then we can find you something nice to eat.

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

Of course. [He wraps his arms around Luke's.] You have to get cleaned up. [He smiles warmly at him.]

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...

[realfon.livejournal.com]

[Was that one of the reasons Luke was so filthy? There was no use arguing with him now. Anyway, there were more important things to take care of.] I see. For now let me heal your injuries... then maybe you should rest...

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He nods understanding. Still he doesn't like seeing him strain himself so he lingers nearby in case the other needs assistance.]

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He watches for any signs of trouble.] You will be fine...

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...

[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He smiles at his friend, making sure Luke doesn't fall.] Come. Let's take a room so you can rest.

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[realfon.livejournal.com]

[He helps him up, but remains there for support.] I will stand guard while you rest.